Fondled Passion 3 Cogan
Ijab Qabul Is Wrong

The eyes have now been fixed to see Dilla who has been herded by Mother and her family, to approach me who has sat in front of the pak penghulu. Dilla was so beautiful in the kebaya dress we chose yesterday, which now sits behind me flanked by her Mom and Mama.

"Duh, calm. Youcan. Read a little, why be afraid. You will have her forever, then the zeal to say a sacred pledge to the girl you love as a wife" the bemoaned heart is not calm

"Can we start the show now!" said Mr. penghulu.

The wind cannot be inhaled properly. The cheeks continue to bubble up in order to relieve nervousness. Everyone's eyes were only on this self. The main character will be the baractics to say the promise of household loyalty.

"Please, Sir!" answer compact Father and Papa Dilla.

"Bismillahirohmannirahim."

After the ruler said basmalah, his hand was required to shake my hand. Now I was led by him to say two sentences of shahada.

"I marry you ananda Dio Candra Buana bin Ahmad with Dilla Aprillana bin Purwanto with a dowry a set of prayer tools and dowry of money worth four hundred and forty thousand, paid in cash," said Pak Penghulu eloquently.

"Sa-ssaya ter-rr-ima, married Dilla Aprilliana bin Purwanto with a set of prayer tools and cash dowry worth four hundred and forty thousand, paid in cash," My stuttering replied.

"Is it legal?" ask Mr. Penghulu to all witnesses and everyone.

"It's not legal" the witness replied.

Duh, inwardly continue to be engulfed in chaos. Even a typhoon is able to hit the mind, until the words that were all memorized overnight, now so chaotic wrong. Sweat rain drops continue to wet the face. Face flushed hot.

"We repeat, son Dio. But before that exhale strongly, relax your body so that you can recite this qobul ijab correctly. Money does not need to be given words of cash, just directly mention the nominal," asked Pak penghulu.

"Huuufffff, yes sir! Bismillah, I certainly can," I replied taking a deep breath.

"We repeat again" Ask pengghulu.

"I marry you ananda Dio Candra buana bin Ahmad with Dilla Aprilliana bin Purwanto with a set of prayer tools and cash dowry worth four hundred and forty thousand, paid in cash," rephrase penghulu sir.

"I received his ni-nnnni-marital Dilla Aprilliana bin Purwanto with a set of prayer tools and cash dowry worth four hundred and forty-four thousand, paid in cash," My stuttering back can not speak due to failing to focus.

"Huh?" ask the head again.

"It's not legal, because he was wrong to say his nominal, '" the witness complained.

The originally calm state and no sound at all, now so boisterous due to the very alarming situation when the mouth that can not be right said. Mom's hand kept stroking the shoulder of the arm, maybe she meant for me to be calmer.

"Astagfirullah, the second time you have failed again."

"I'm sorry, sir!" Down shy.

"Focus your mind, son! Calm down and focus all on the words you have memorized" said the Father.

"Yes, Sir. Sorry."

"This is your last chance, so you need to be really calm. If you fail once again then you must abode first, and if you fail again then this qobul ijab will be invalid, which can be said to be temporarily postponed, so my door you must relax, focus, focus, relax, okay, Dio boy!" say at length Pak penghulu.

The face did not dare to lift. It's a shame, when a short word just can't be true.

"Excuse me, Sir. May I speak for a moment with my candidate," Dilla's pinta voice.

The nervousness that struck, just could not for a moment to look at Dilla, and I looked at him he began to approach me who was now sitting trying to take a deep breath.

"You try to focus, Dio. Don't be afraid I'm here with you" said Dilla, caressing my cheek so I could calm down.

It was beyond belief that the caress of his hand was so soft that it felt like it had given an antidote when my heart was so grooved. Is this a sign of efficacy, if she is the real woman of choice.

"Truly. The bride will not be lost, so do not be afraid and groggy!" mama Dilla's Symbat.

"Yes, Ma."

Dilla's smile was seen as a helper. In the soul there begins to be a resurgence of the spirit to repeat correctly.

"Look, Dio. Cooking is so hard to say? I accept the marriage of Dilla Apriliana bin Purwanto with a set of prayer tools and cash dowry worth four hundred and forty thousand, paid in cash," he said.

"Hahahahhaha," Everyone laughed as Dilla said the example of ijab qobul.

I also felt smaller and more shriveled shame, because Dilla was so easy to say it, while I felt my tongue was clamped onto it not easily said it.

"It seems the bride is impatient to want to be his wife alone," ledek one of the relatives.

"Hahahaha, really!" the other allowed.

"Yes, Dio. Let's spirit legitimize Dilla as the wife of your atherat world," One of the friends shouted encouragingly.

Netraku and Dilla accidentally locked eyes together, embarrassed by the ridicule of people.

"Where Nak Dio. Are you ready?" ask pak penghulu.

"God, am I ready this time, sir?" tegasku.

"Alhamdulillah then. We can continue this show. Don't get me wrong again" said pak penghulu.

"You slow down, Dio. Do not think about strange things first, because this is very important for life," said the father from behind trying to encourage.

"Yes, Sir! Bismillah I can," I replied steadily.

With his heart a little calm, Pak Pengulu started again to recite the words ijab qobul. The hand begins to answer again with buyu. Penghulu sound echoes using lightning, but must be able to fight fear with courage. Meanwhile my mind remained focused, with lips starting to speak fluently.

"What's legitimate?" ask pak penghulu.

"Well ... legitimate," replied the guardian and everyone was delighted.

"Alhamdulillah, finally escaped too!" answer everyone with thanks.

With joy, everyone has now been smiling with satisfaction, for we have finally become lawful husband and wife.

After the ijab qobul, we listened to the marriage sermon and signed the marriage certificate. After that, we also had to bow to each other's parents, with Dilla who was already unstoppable by tears, and while I was just glazed reddening the eyeball.

After the smooth running of the ijab qobul event, the next plan of Dilla's parents is to hold a welcoming party of our new status, by inviting several relatives of friends, as well as business people of the company. All invited. Everyone should feel our happiness and joy. We have to give perfeck and elegant, so as not to make shame in the fancy way later.